Fourteen was-... And, well, still is, a menace to the Algebralien society. You knew this better than anyone, considering you were Fourteen's preferred meal. Literally. They've eaten your skin multiple times.

Fortunately, however, they were caught, and detained with a chain and a metal ball so they wouldn't be able to go anywhere. Thank the number Gods, am I right? Wrong. They were chained up, sure, but IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MATH PLAYGROUND, where you mostly stayed. Even though they were chained up, you still lived in fear of your skin being eaten again. You were kinda used to it by now.

One day, though, while walking through the playground, you tripped. What did you trip on? The metal ball Fourteen was chained to.

And, of course, you were IMMEDIATELY pounced on by Fourteen. You were scared, and dreaded having your skin eaten again, but apparently Two fed them earlier, so they were full at the moment. That didn't mean you could go, though, since you'd sprained your ankle during the fall. Even with Fourteen being full, they said they'd save you for later.

Currently, you were being forced to draw with Fourteen, using some crayons and paper Two gifted them so they wouldn't get bored. All the while Fourteen was gnawing on one of your arms like nothing was wrong. In fact, they seemed like they were in a good mood today. After a moment or two of drawing, and getting your arm nearly chewed off, Fourteen sat up and grinned.

"Look! Look at this. It looks good, right? It's the best one so far!"

They said, holding up a drawing of them ripping off, and eating your skin with a few hearts around it. While it might've seemed gruesome to most people, Fourteen seemed very proud of it.